I jinxed us by saying I hope we don’t miss anything today – because we did.

After a great breakfast including homemade soda bread by our B&B host Steve, Mick and I left Fishguard heading for Caernarfon. Steve had told us to visit the ancient burial chambers about 9 miles north of Fishguard, and the nearby small 6th Century church.

A few minutes out of Fishguard we stopped to get a view back towards Fishguard.

The weather was beautiful and clear, and it lasted like that for the whole day – well at least until around 3pm when the sun seemed to start a slow process of ‘setting’.

A little further on, I pulled over again to get a view of the farms that line the coastline.

About 8 miles north of Fishguard I spotted a tourist sign pointing to the right advertising ancient burial sites, so I took it. Mick said he thought the burial sites should be on the left, but the sign was pointing in the opposite direction.

Anyway, to cut a long story short – I should have waited a few more minutes to find the sign Mick was looking for, because the road I took us on was a one-car wide (or narrow) track and went on for many miles, with no sign of any ancient burial chambers or sites. By the time we came out on the bigger road, we were well past where we should have been. But, there was no going back.

Our first stop was Cardigan, for a coffee. This was a cute town with a very busy High Street and Mick and I found a couple of charity shops where I found a beaut scarf (£1) and some leopard-patterned ear muffs (75p). I’m set now for the upcoming colder weather.

Our route travelled along the majestic coastline for the rest of the way to our next stop  –  Abertyswyth, where we had lunch.

Mick was pointing towards a hill that had a building on top of it, accessed by a funicular. We found out that it was a restaurant.

One thing that seems ‘typical’ of UK seaside resorts is the pier…

… complete with a fun parlour and fish and chip shop.

The fish was cod – no surprises there – £4.20 for a piece or £3.20 for a mini piece.

And, they were delicious, and oily!!

I then drove us to Caernarfon, quite a long drive that took us through the majestic Cambrian Mountains and Snowdonia National Park – sadly I was unable to get any photos along this stretch, but it was a wonderful experience to see them. Click on those links if you’d like to see some images.

As we came into the outskirts of Caernarfon the sun was starting to set, and then the ‘shitty’ part of the trip started.

I had booked us into a great looking self-contained cottage for four night on the outskirts of Caernarfon, but with no address, only half a page of directions written by a woman (and Mick was already suspicious). About one third of the way through the directions we were blocked by a “Road Closed” sign. Half an hour later, and in the dark now, and several arguments later, somehow we found the “gates set back from the road with cement lions on the columns”, and we were there.

Luckily, it is a fabulous spot and will work perfectly for a few days break as we explore the area around north Wales.

At £51 per night, it is a ‘steal’, and I am sure that in a day or two, Mick will congratulate me on such a ‘find’.